Good morning fellow blogspotters.
Well, 11:41am on Thursday. 5 days and counting for the disappearance of Andy. I went home last night to get some clothes for the night, and some things had been moved around and the cats had been fed. So... he was at home at least. I don't think he was home, however he might have been. I didn't go and check because he would have been asleep and I didn't want to wake him and have to deal with everything. I spent the night at Sandy's house last night, which was super nice of her. I got to go online for a bit and chat with some friends. I got to talk for a while with Leanne, who I've been friends with since grade 7. She's living now in BC but she was so supportive of me and where I stand. She told me to pack up my stuff, move out and never look back. In theory, I love that idea. But... it's quite difficult to never look back. I have a LOT of stuff at the house and it would take a while to gather up all my stuff. Plus there's all the crap of emotions. Knowing that he'll be hurt and I just don't like to do that to anyone... let alone Andy. But... on the other hand, I deserve happiness. So... Ugh *pulls out hair* I don't know what to do. I know I'll have tons of people support me and I might even have a cheap apartment lined up across the hallway from Sandy if it doesn't get rented to the landlord's friend. We shall see.
In other news.... um... not much really. Same thing. This is my third day in a row working, and I can't wait for my day off.
On my way to work, I was listening to a CD of Megan's and a song came on. Chorus as follows:
'Standing in the front yard telling
How I'm such a fool - Talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you.
You got me twisted.
You must not know about me
You must not know about me.
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking, you're irreplaceable. '
Now... I don't have another guy in the works, but it kinda told me that "Yeah, I might be married, but that's not the final word..."
Blah.
Anyways. I start work in a few so I'll post this and get my tools open.
Ciao.
-T
About Me
- Tanya Reid
- Kingston, Nova Scotia, Canada
- Well, I'm 23 years old and the daughter of a preacher man. I'm a shipper-receiver for Tommy Hilfiger in Dartmouth, Ns. I'm an easy going girl and very easy to get along with. I love to drive, and yeah, I can drive a stick. And um... my favorite colour is yellow. :)
6 comments:
Hey Hobo! You're more than welcome to stay w/me anytime, as long as you're not disruptive to Winston's antics - haha. If you need helping packing up your stuff, let me know and I'm there. And don't forget Claire.
As far as not wanting to hurt Andy, I get ya there, but you have to realize that he's totally not taking your feelings into consideration on this. The fact that he hasn't even left a note is mind-boggling. His ass woulda had my foot so far up it - IF it were me. But this is your life and your decisions to make. Just know that you have an amazing community of people behind you offering support and kicks to the head.
Love ya,
~Sandy
Thanks Sandy. I know you're there for me. I know everyone is.
Thanks for your support. I might need it eventually....
-T
Tanya,
I'm a bit worried for you. Prayers for you and the "Andy" situation. I hope that, at some point, you will be able to talk about it with him; even though you probably don't want to. Leaving him with no explanation may be just as bad as what he's doing.
*hugs for the journey*
Your Friend in Christ
Hon, be true to you (your parent speaking). Try and talk with Andy and see what's going on (your pastor speaking). Listen to your heart, pray and trust God.
Thanks everyone. I appreciate everything y'all have been doing.
Mom and dad: You guys coming down today to see me and visit me really touched me. Even though all three of us were crying in the chinese food restaurant.
I love you all and thanks.
I'll keep everyone updated.
Just TAKE CARE OF YOU! This is you Auntie speaking!
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